Excuse Me, But Does Your Husband Have Any Heart Problems?

I have to make this snappy because I just took a handful of pain meds and I only have a good 20 minutes to type this up before I fall back to sleep. And 10 of those minutes will be hitting the backspace button trying to correct mis-typed {?} words. At least the ones that are underlined in red.

If you thought I was verbally incontinent before, you should really watch out when I’m hopped up on meds because we all know I will never get a gold star in the grammar department. And yes, that is a cup of DECAF tea. 😉

Okay, so where should I start?

So yesterday the HH took me to the oral surgeon so I could get my crappy British teeth pulled and to get some cow {?} bone screwed into my jaw. No biggie right? Well as soon as they gave me a Valium {which I didn’t think I really needed} they had the HH pay for the surgery, get my medication scrips and went over a few after care directions with him while I sat down and read back issues of People Magazine in the lobby.

Next thing I know I’m in the dental chair staring up at the giant screen looking at images of my teeth and the whole time I kept thinking I was in the middle of a Bones Episode and waiting for Brennon to walk in with that cute intern from Boston {what is his name?}.

For some reason the nurses kept putting warm blankets on me and I couldn’t figure out why. I felt the iv go into my arm and then I was out cold for about 3 hours.

Fast forward to the end of the procedure and I’m now relaxing in the partitioned off recovery room high as a kite, sitting in a recliner with more warm blankets on me and my mouth is packed with gauze.

Then all the sudden I hear the Dr. yell for the nurses. Then I hear OXYGEN, HURRY, DEFIBRILLATOR.

Hmmm.

The tall nurse with the brown hair very calmly comes over to ask me if my husband has any known heart problems.

No

Has he been under a lot of stress?

Yes, this past week has been stressful at work.

When was the last time he ate something?

Yesterday? Why, did he just pass out or something?

Yes, but I’m sure he’ll be fine.

Okay.

Then she left to go check on the HH.

The next thing I remember I was standing in a storage closet looking for the HH when the receptionist found me and walked me back to my seat, covered me with more blankets and said not to worry, everything was going to be fine.

A few minutes later the HH was in a wheelchair being wheeled over to me by the doctor. The Doc said he passed out cold, stopped breathing for a moment then finally came around. No CPR, No Defibrillator. Apparently just low blood sugar.

So when the HH was wheeled on by {with a sheepish grin on his face} all I could muster was “You’re such a dork, why didn’t you eat breakfast?”

The HH laughed, the Dr. Scolded me {something about a Man’s ego and how I should be a little nicer} and then wheeled the HH off to his own recliner with warming blankets for a little siesta.

Eventually someone from the HH’s work came to pick us up and take us home.

Where we stayed in bed the rest of the afternoon eating tomato soup and haagen daz peach sorbet.

Good times.

~Mavis

FYI – Everyone in our family has low blood sugar, so passing out is nothing new with us. 😉

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Comments

Oh Mavis… I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. You poor thing, I hope you start to feel better soon. Dental work is the pits and your surgery certainly sounded like the heavy artillery was out. But HH, well, yep, men eh? I did laugh, sorry. Mine is as daft as that too. Anyway, get better soon.

Oh you poor thing! How I sympathize! Your family sounds like my family 20 years ago. Low blood sugar kingdom at our house (and yours). It eases up though, when the kids graduate from college, marry and have adorable grandbabies for you. But, unfortunately, it seems it passes to the next generation. (Just warnin’ ya.) ; ) I’ve sure been praying for you, Sweetie. Mari is sooo sweet, explaining her man is as daft too. ha ha And then, Renee’s famous family quote “please don’t call 911, just get me some juice”. Gotta love it. Hugs all around.

I almost did the same thing to my husband at the oral surgeon’s office after he got 7 teeth pulled! I have neurocardiogenic syncope so it isn’t something new to us…but they made him get up out of his recliner so I could lay down 😉

If he’s anything like my hubby it’s less about the blood sugar and more about what you’re going through. Mine was in the ARMY did EMT training and combat lifesaver but as soon as he sees my blood he turns white!! Wishing you a speedy recovery! Enjoy that book, it’s great, as long as it doesn’t hurt you to laugh!!

OH NO! I’m glad everything is ok though. But that does make me laugh … only because we have a similar story… I was the one turning green/blue, while my DH was getting stitched up. The docs all left him to care for me.

It’s sure a story you’ll be telling for years and years, just like that tree chopping one! I read that just now and it was hilarious too! Not at the time of course, but now I would guess even you can laugh at the absurdity of it all!

I had a friend who thought she had low blood sugar, but it only happened when she stood up to fast. She would call out, “I need nuts! Bring me some nuts!” Standing up to fast makes us all feel that way, and I think she was the one who was nuts!

When my daughter had her wisdom teeth out she mumbled to the nurse that she wanted to go home and watch Tyra! She talked all the way home, bloody gauze hanging out of her mouth as I told her to stop talking. I can imagine what people thought! She told me, “I like to talk.” Dental work does funny stuff to people!

Oh my goodness Mavis. My heart goes out to both of you in this adventure. If it makes you feel any better I can’t handle my husband or kids in any sort of major pain. The first time I passed out is after my husband had his wisdom teeth pulled and I was getting the after care instructions as he was chilling in the chair just waiting for them to finish with the paperwork. All I remember is seeing the bloody gauze out of the corner of my eye and down I went. The second time was when my oldest boy had his tonsils and adenoids taken out and he was coming to from the anesthetic and the nurse handed him to me and I squeaked out “take him, I’m going to faint” and down I went. Luckily the husband was there to catch my oldest before anything happened to him. Thank you for sharing your story. You are not alone is such fun! 🙂

Lolololololol!!!! Oh Mavis, you are such a woman after my own heart. The way you narrated that was absolutely darling, I especially enjoyed the staff finding you in a closet. As a nurse, I must say its a bit ironic with blood draws and injections and procedures and such, it’s usually the spouse/family member accompanying the patient that I have to keep a close eye on for fainting. Glad to hear the staff didn’t actually need to use the crash cart on HH, though I’m sure the episode gave them some “practice”. Wishing you healthy healing, enjoy those pain killers! 😉

Oh, sweetie! You all don’t do anything the normal, boring way:-). Praying for a speedy recovery and no more passing out incidents (or if he must, that he always do so with medical personnel nearby). Love you!

Had he just seen you when he passed out, or was he completely in the other room? Because if he saw you, then I would bet he has at least a small component of blood/injury/injection phobia. I have this and will tend to pass out with “medical grossness”. Of course, everyone has differing things that trigger the “gross” reaction. People can have different triggers and it is usually made worse by dehydration and low blood sugar. I have had it my whole life and sometimes I can be totally fine with medical procedures, other times I can pass out at something that seems very small. They call it a “phobia” but they are starting to think that it may actually be a genetic physiological reaction, as the body responds completely differently than every other known phobia. No other phobia causes people to faint. Most other phobias actually cause a rise in blood pressure, but with this the trigger causes an initial rise in blood pressure followed by a sudden drop, which causes the fainting. It seems to happen automatically and many people did not even realize that they were anxious over the situation beforehand. This is why they think it may not actually be a true phobia. Of course, after a few times of fainting it turns into a phobia because you begin to be afraid of situations that may cause you to faint! Anyways, there may be more than low blood sugar going on. I was embarrassed about this reaction my whole life until just recently when I began to find out more about it. Now I feel like an advocate for others that have this as well.

Oh my, I had a similar thing happen to me. My son had some oral surgery and when I went back into the recovery room to get him, I almost passed out! They had to lay ME down on the floor and get me a cool compress and elevate my feet! Sooo embarrassing! The care-giver passing out! Something about seeing my loved one, delirious on pain meds with a mouth packed with bloody gauze was just too much to take! Tell the HH he is not alone!